Note: It's been a long time since I've written anything of worth. I know this poem is a piece of crap, but I needed to get some feelings out. It contains graphic content so those who are faint of heart or mind should not read ahead.
Bones crackle
set my teeth on edge,
For I am hungry.
Often I fantasize
about ripping you apart;
tearing your flesh
piece by piece,
while you lament and regret your sins
Finally I found the chance.
You were strolling in the woods
alone with your thoughts
Just a grin on your face -
Her.
Amongst the shimmering autumn foliage,
I pounced.
Your neck where I had nuzzled so often before,
where my jaws now sank
Oh God, how sweet it was -
warm and familiar,
the juice dripped down
the lips of this lioness.
I even removed my bleached white T-shirt,
a symbol of my virginity
and I allowed you to spill yourself all over my full breasts
as I watched you writhe in agony.
Apologizing and begging for mercy
but there is nothing to be sorry for.
This is how the lioness plays.
The game is nearly over
when your eyes begin to blacken
And I finally reach the climax
that has been desperately long awaiting
Thus, with a quiver,
you die.
The lioness kisses her prey silently
and disappears into the trees,
never to be seen again.
Until once more, she is hungry.
But very imaginative and expressive. And as you said, "graphical". The metaphor of the lioness was attractive, indeed. I found the title very unique and interesting. There's a lot in this poem and the way it all was put together was truly impressive. 
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